At night, the plane arrived at Mo Mansion in Haicheng. Song was sleepy in July. She had a bath and was going to sleep. However, Mo Zhengyan didn't mean to lie down together. Song looked at him sleepily in July. "Zhengyan, so late, you still have to go out?"

Look, he didn't even take off his suit and jacket. Obviously, he didn't plan to sleep like that. Sure enough, Mo Zhengyan said, "Go to bed first."

"Which little lover are you going to meet?" Song July laughed and joked.

Mo Zhengyan approached her, gently kneaded the quilt for her and said slowly, "I have an appointment with my friend."

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